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Capítulo XXIII-Y Una Visita a la Cárcel
Getting Leo's fire staff was much more difficult than Patience thought. Out of the many things Principal Perry could've chosen to guard her things, she chose a jackal. Patience thought it would be easy considering Perry couldn't have a whole fire staff hidden in her office, but Leo decided to break into Perry's cheese drawer.
Patience was sure having a jackal as a pet was illegal. She had to distract it while Leo broke into Perry's cheese drawer. Luckily, he wasn't as brutal as Patience thought. Once she slowly began petting it, it eased under her and Leo took a stack of different cheeses.
Leo separated from Adam, Bree, Chase, and Patience to attend the fire staff challenge after Patience wished him good luck. The remaining four entered the section near the autographs. Bree was in first with Patience and Chase behind her. Adam entered the room, panting like a dog in his space dog costume. He growled at the people in line.
Adam cut his act and fixed his posture. He announced to the people in line, "Please sign my petition to get Space Dog in the next Alien Gladiators. He'll make a solid addition to the team. Bark," he winked, "my words."
Chase scolded, "Will you leave people alone? Nobody cares about Space Dog. And you look ridiculous in that thing." He removed the plastic helmet from his head, messing up his hair. Patience fixed it up for him as Chase hugged his helmet.
"Space Dog isn't concerned with looks. Space Dog only protects. And occasionally eats his own vomit," Adam informed. Patience grimaced.
Chase's eyes landed on the sign behind them, "Ooh. There's the line for the autograph signing." The group advanced to the line as Chase showed them his case, "I brought my action figure carrying case for Prince Landor to sign."
Bree chortled, "You mean, Andre Ethier.
"No, I mean Prince Landor." Chase furrowed his eyebrows, "Who'd want a baseball player's autograph?"
Patience shrugged, "I don't know. I'm not a baseball fan. I wouldn't mind watching it though."
Adam began, "You know what Prince Landor needs-"
"If you so much as mention Space Dog to Prince Landor, I will roll up the windows of the spaceship and park you next to the sun," Chase threatened.
Adam sighed, "Patience, do your thing."
She glanced up at him, "What thing?"
"The thing when you say you like something Chase doesn't agree with and then he chooses your side."
Chase scoffed, "I don't do that."
"Yeah, you do," Bree placed her hands on her hips.
